The trolley let Jack and Roxanne off a block from the Barcode Bar & Grill. They stepped into the balmy night. Roxanne lit a corked cigarette and grabbed jack’s hand, pulling him toward a half-built Uptown home. It was one of a few new constructions going up on the street. No doors or windows yet, but the house had a roof and walls. Jack smelled a mix of fresh paint and the trailing smoke of Roxanne’s square as they entere...

Stephan heard the front door close. His Aunt Rosie was leaving for the day. She wouldn’t be back until five or so. Wearing only loose boxers, he jumped from his bed. Stephan moved quickly down the hallway, his swinging cock growing with each step. Today would be the day. Stephan loved watching women smoke. He’d developed a strong fetish for it. It was so fucking naughty. These women were playing with, and controlling fire...

Quint’s eighteen-year-old stepdaughter Piper bounced through the front door of their home. With her came the sweet scent of body spray and suntan lotion. “Hi, daddy.” She set her backpack down and headed for the kitchen. His smoking fetish was instantly aroused. A few days earlier, Piper expressed a strong interest in smoking. Out of the blue, at the checkout line in the grocery store, she said, “Daddy, I love you, but I...

Val felt it approaching. Sitting at his computer, next to his sleeping wife, Val's body was firming for the pending eruption. On the screen before him was the most beautiful ebony female – sucking a white cock while halfway through a Newport. He’d paused the video at the part where she’d managed to get her amazing glossed lips over the cork of her cigarette and the tip of the guy’s cock at the same time. The Nubian beauty...

“Can we stop by the cigarette store daddy?” Lance’s young stepdaughter, Trina, couldn't have known what those words coming out of her soft eighteen year old mouth did to him. This is the first he’s hearing of her being a smoker. He thought he smelled the sweet mix of a previous cigarette and sweet body spray when she entered his truck. The odor, reaching his nostrils, touched him in a place that aroused him. Now, he knew...

Braxton leaned over the tub, reaching inside with a crumpled piece of toilet paper. He wiped over the holes of the round silver drain cover, extracting some human hair, along with the remnants of his latest load of jism. Some brown hair and white pearls of semen were on top, but a majority hung intertwined below the drain cover. With one hand, he wrapped most of the scum in the toilet tissue and then used his bare fingers...

After splitting with Tracy, Patton found a rental deal with five people he managed at the Rip’s Billiard Room & Bar in Pasadena. This rental was a mansion at the top of the hills in East Los Angeles. Two female bartenders, a waitress, a chef, and his best bouncer – shared the main house. Patton rented the basement servant’s quarters. It was a large, basic apartment with everything he would need. Full kitchen, full bath, a...

Sammy spread his young legs. He found himself face-up on the twin bed of a small monthly rental hotel room in downtown Asheville. On the bed, at his waist, sat a sixty-ish thin effeminate man with a bowl of warm soapy water and a razor. Sammy had seen this older queen around town – walking the streets with a feather boa and purple Chuck Taylors. He was stopping to talk to just about everybody. Though he floated down the s...